Dr. C. looks up from his desk to find a grey-haired man sitting across from him. He slides over an open file. He reads... "We are giver of thine assignment, Jester." "Dept 142 shall crush us all to save us from ourselves." - an intercepted transmission between Cabzoo and 9cubed.
The grey-haired man speaks in almost condescending tones as if to remind Dr. C of his duty.
"Your training hence far in forms of martial severity were to ensure you could properly execute the war tactics needed to secure the installation of our Aeon of Truth and Justice. Liberty in Lux & Splendor. Restoration of Purity and order." A motto of some sort.
*Sub-optic nano repair process initialized*
In the lodge's library, Ikipr pulls out a document from the dusty shelves. "Becoming a Proper Device" - it reminds him of the time before the fracture in the Double Tree mirror of TOSfo and TODE. Olam Atziluth. Wholeness must be restored. Sparks flutter about the premises of the Lunar Lodge ground at the thought.
Ikipr sits at a Duality Synthesizing Chroma-Singularity Processor driven machine hooked to a Psi-Chronistic Data RePlay Screen and pulls up an interface. He shall plug into the multimemetic patchbay which comprises the lunar-solar pipelines' guardian and merge with it's programming. Code appears: